This is a song about "Boss niggas"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Uh im a boss. im a boss bitch. when it comes to my money

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

We are servants and god is our boss

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

On the boss take a paddle of me.

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Like a boss, so check off rick ross